Storms, dragons, raging carnage and dripping blood!

At this moment, Zhu Peng's state was fully open, and his body was almost covered with a layer of yin flames like substance.

The human body of the dantian was running and the Great Dan diffused the guardian ability of the "Golden Pill Rune Seal", and the boiling magic power spread outside the center of the eyebrows shrouded the entire Netherworld Ghost Army.

Watching the gods shine, no thoughts and no thoughts!

The combination of the diffusion of spiritual power and the pure yang Dao heart made Zhu Peng look at the pattern in his palm when he commanded in battle, like an arm, pointing where to fight.

At this moment, the entire military formation is wrapped in a long-range defense force field set up by protected wizards, this directional protection is far less flawless and invulnerable than the innate defense field, but it is more targeted, minimizing the suppressive effect of the storm on the legion, and even dissolving and defending against the impact of some sonic dragons or other powerful spells.

However, the long-range defense force field spell had no effect on the blood wyvern rushing over in close combat, and the dragon's frenzy continued to collide with the military formation without any command, just like waves of raging rage bombarding the reef, constantly cracking and shattering but never stopping!

The dragons, originally all free and proud loners, value their lives with transcendent dignity, but the devil knows what kind of crazy transformation the demigods behind these blood wyverns have done, and the mutated two-headed dragon that appeared at the end actually has terrifying control over the lower level wyverns.

With a single thought, they can be fearless of death, let them charge wildly, and let them storm all non-self life in their range with a posture of losing themselves...... How is such a dragon clan different from a bug?

"Ahh

Ma Yongzhen, who had fully activated his own half-dragon bloodline, had already fully ignited, and Ma Qianrong's many auxiliary witchcraft behind him were blessed on his body, coupled with the steel gun in his hand, the druid giant bear under his crotch, and the bald old man with blood all over his body waved his arms and waved the shadow of a spear in the sky, he walked endlessly among the chaotic flying dragons like a killing god, and everything he did brought was death.

He was accompanied by many soul slaves and minions brought by wizards, and the official wizard could already contract about ten or so soul slaves, and as his rank increased, the upper limit of contractable soul slaves continued to increase.

When the wizard is promoted to the demigod rank, he has the power to contract hundreds of soul slaves at the same time, if he has enough power and resources to build his own demigod witch tower, he can use the core of more than 100 soul slaves as the backbone to establish a loyal and fearless soul slave army with a radiation situation, the scale of which can reach tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands or even millions.

This is one of the reasons why demigod wizards can be used as "independent units" of the Plane War, and the demigods already have the most basic qualifications to independently conquer a dimensional world.

Wizards below the demigod rank, even the most powerful peak legendary wizards with comprehensive strength, are not qualified to establish their own cross-dimensional expeditionary legions, they can at most become spy wizards, or join a private legion of demigod wizards to contribute.

............

All in all, since the soul slavery system in soul witchcraft has gradually matured, one's own soul slave is an important strength supplement for wizards.

Especially at the moment, these low- and middle-level wizards, because they can contract a limited amount, so they choose more carefully, and many soul slaves have a higher professional level and even combat power than their masters.

It's just that because of their own unique scattered tactics, these guys are difficult to cooperate with each other, and at this moment when there is no way to retreat but just face it, many soul slaves have to fight to the death with weak blows because of the instructions of the master behind them, and resist the culling of the dragon frenzy on the front line.

In contrast, although the low- and middle-level wizards in the center of the military array are of a lower rank, they are easier to cooperate with than those high-level soul slaves, building large-scale long-range defensive witchcraft and carrying out directional bombardment, not only are the results richer than the soul slave rebellion, but they also have no major losses.

Of course, this is also because of Zhu Peng, who is standing in the palm of the stone demon's hand, he is consciously using the power of the Nether Ghost Army to focus on protecting these precious spell-casting powers, and now everyone is actually not a one-sided relationship between who is sheltering whom, but a two-way symbiotic relationship. If the army is broken, it will be incinerated to the jade, but if a large number of wizards are killed in battle, the collapsed long-range defense field will also expose the Nether Legion to the furious tide.

The difference between the two sides is only that Zhu Peng is a dealer, while other low- and middle-level wizards are retail investors.

The blood flies like rain, and the scales and broken wings fly all over the sky!

Not to mention the soul slaves, even the wizards who protected the center of the military array also frantically came up with the means to press the bottom of the box, fire explosions, wind blades, powerful chain lightning, poisonous magma bombs, bone spears, magma balls, all kinds of powerful spells converged into a torrent and shot, under the blow of such spells, even the evil blood flying dragons with good magic resistance died one by one.

Under the watering of the massive death of the Evil Blood Wyvern, Zhu Peng's Netherworld Legion is slowly transforming and evolving, upgrading, but at the same time, there are also a large number of Karst warriors under his command who have to die one after another.

The long-range defense barrier jointly formed by the wizard group in the fierce storm has built a relatively suitable combat environment for these warriors, and the evil blood wyvern who rushed into the barrier will have to face the successive blows of enchanted crossbow arrows, feather arrows, flying axes and throwing spears for the first time...... When it doesn't work anymore, they will directly urge the corpse explosion technique, and those seriously injured Nord warriors will brazenly pounce on the Evil Blood Wyvern Turning into a bomb and explode with a bang.

This should be the most powerful offensive witchcraft that Zhu Peng has mastered so far, although there is a lot of demon consumption, the power is extremely huge and the damage is superimposed.

However, pushing the soldiers under his command to die with his own hands is not pleasant, with the double consumption of magic power and troops, Zhu Peng's face gradually turned pale, and at the same time, the entire army formation is also slowly fighting and retreating, gradually getting rid of the storm and the storm and the storm of the dragons...... As luck would have it, the two-headed dragon and the top trainees sped in the other direction.

It's really like a hurricane blowing through the border, raging and killing, bringing great damage and destruction, but the essence has nothing to do with the bearer.

"Finally...... I finally survived. ”

Breaking away from the storm and the blood dragons, many wizards and surviving soul slaves fell to their knees or sat on the spot, and the time they had just experienced was not too long, but in less than an hour, hundreds of people had already died.

Not to mention such a crazy state on the line of life and death, which is mentally torturing for everyone present.

Because she is a pure auxiliary wizard, Ma Qianrong has always been protected at a higher level, and her state at this moment is relatively better, she jumped off the stone demon giant and gave some cheap but extremely intimate blending potions to the wizards and soul slaves present.

Just now we have experienced a catastrophe together, and most of them have not refused such kindness, not to mention that Ma Qianrong is delicate and sweet, and she has shown rare and clever auxiliary spell attainments in the battle just now, and it is also a good choice to build a small relationship network with such a witch, and everyone will communicate with each other in the future.

"Sorry, sorry, just tore so many scrolls and ate so many potions...... Now I'm so seriously injured, this time I'm going to pay for my old money. Leaning on the Stone Demon Giant, Stark hugged his left arm, and in the battle just now, he activated the fire spirit bloodline implanted in himself, and shared the great pressure with an amazingly high attack fire energy spell, but he was also pounced on by a vicious blood wyvern and bit off an arm.

If it weren't for Zhu Peng, who was standing on top of the stone demon's head at the time, he had discovered it earlier, and shot the flying dragon with a vertical bow and arrow, Stark, whose defensive force field had already collapsed, might have died here today.

In the wizarding world, the rebirth of a severed limb is not a major operation, so at this moment, Stark is just muttering and complaining about the loss, not only him, but most of the wizards present have all given up their old books.

In the battlefield just now, basically all the hole cards were opened, and some wizards also killed their most elite soul slaves, and at this moment, their mental power was damaged, and it was difficult to improve in the long recovery period of the next few years.

However, compared to the wizards who died in the chaos just now, they can live to make the biggest profit.

Relatively speaking, Zhu Peng's time as an official wizard is too short, and he has been filling in the foundation, and there is no secret method to fight for his life as a wizard, so at this moment, he is only suffering more mana consumption, and the Nether Legion has suffered more casualties. With the support of his vigorous physique, Zhu Peng was still standing very stable at this moment, and he did not lie down and sit down like most of the wizards present.

"Uncle Ma, I saw that the two-headed evil dragon finally fell in the direction of the northeast corner, do you want to fight together?" At this moment, Zhu Peng's face was as pale as paper, his magic power was seriously depleted, and his combat power had dropped significantly, and he had already waved his wand to withdraw the remnants of the Nether Legion.

However, in such a state, Zhu Peng walked to the side of the soul slave, he found Ma Yongzhen, and whispered.

Seeking this kind of thing in wealth and danger, not only depends on oneself, but also on others, and now Zhu Peng's state has been ground to less than half of usual, but the opponent has only a mouthful of residual blood left...... In such a situation, of course, it is a decisive choice to fight back.

"That kind of momentum just now, our two men almost all died, and now they are still going to fight? Do you have any money?" Ma Yongzhen was mixed in the crowd of soul slaves before, he was cunning and had the ability to see the stitches, he was a half-dragon man with rough skin and thick flesh, and he had a daughter behind him, and a daughter-in-law under his ass to fully support.

Therefore, at this moment, although he is full of blood, he still maintains a very strong spirit and a state of combat power above the seventh layer. Zhu Peng also noticed this, so he came to him at this time.

"I was just on top of the stone demon giant...... It was discovered that the two-headed dragon's dragon magic field had collapsed at the end, and now that the hurricane had dissipated, the blood wyvern was fleeing in all directions. Speaking of this, Zhu Peng paused, he looked at the messy people around him, and then leaned into Ma Yongzhen and said softly:

"There are a lot of high-level trainees who are besieging that evil dragon, and we are likely to run into a few ...... along the way. You know, I'm Danshi. When Zhu Peng said these words, his voice was really slight, if it weren't for Ma Yongzhen's martial arts and excellent ear, he really couldn't hear such a small voice.

Zhu Peng's last words made Ma Yongzhen's eyes light up, he looked at Zhu Peng seriously, but he saw calmness and ...... in the other party's eyes Ruthless!

“...... I always thought that Zhu Peng, you were a good person...... I only now understand why the Wudang Pure Yang Sect is a famous family through the ages, and good people stab black knives, and ghosts and gods are difficult to prevent. ”

"When they encounter us, they will not hesitate to attack at the first opportunity, we are just defending ourselves with malicious intentions, this is the way to play in the world of Blackcastle in accordance with the rules of the game...... What's more, don't you want Qianrong to have a better accumulation?" Zhu Peng's gaze moved to Ma Qianrong, who was distributing the blending potion with Lisa not far away.

This earth girl works hard, she seizes every possible opportunity, very, very hard, but her meditation method is ordinary, her natural defense force field is ordinary, and her pure auxiliary witchcraft can be called very distinctive?

No, it's not that she doesn't want to learn real powerful witchcraft, it's just that the lack of resources has forced her to choose the most cost-effective expedient solution.

(In the world of Blackcastle, as long as you are not caught red-handed, all fights are innocent.) This is a world where dark wizards are cultivated with brutal elimination and bloody trials, and I just follow the rules of this world...... I'm sorry, Master, for failing your teachings. Raising his head and looking at the foggy sky above his head, Zhu Peng knew that he was walking towards the darkness step by step, from a pure and clean martial artist, slowly turning around to become a dark wizard with blood on his hands in pursuit of power.

...... Zhu Peng has no shortage of magic stones, at least in the stage below the legend, he can be called a wealthy existence, there is no shortage of meditation methods, no shortage of spell materials, no shortage of witchcraft knowledge.

What he lacks in his hands is a truly high-quality soul, and whose soul is more powerful and pure than that of a high-level wizard?

The three elements of black witchcraft, resentment, soul, and carrier......

After midnight, a violent explosion suddenly roared!

In the poisonous fog and firelight, a bald old man brandished a silver spear to resist a group of wizard followers, because even the upper limit of the soul slave contract of a third-order wizard is not much, so it is not easy to become a soul slave of a high-level wizard. Many of the minions who follow the High Wizards are merely followers, waiting to become the precious place of the master's soul slave.

On the other side of the poisonous mist and firelight, Zhu Peng held a heavy sword in his hand and pressed a snake man wizard with a thin sword in his hands to quickly retreat.

People have the intention of hurting the tiger, and the tiger is harmful to people's hearts.

As Zhu Peng said, after he and Ma Yongzhen traveled, they did meet a high-level trainee who was injured in the previous battle, because of the many followers around this snake man trainee, Zhu Peng and Ma Yongzhen did not originally regard each other as a target...... As a result, the other party made the first move.

"Shhh...... Damn, damn it, I knew that you dead dogs on the earth were all immature dogs, why didn't His Majesty the Supreme Witch King agree to put you all to death, hiss. "In addition to his own wizard level, this third-order snake man wizard also has a rather weak swordsmanship cultivation, which is also the reason why he dares to crush people even when he is injured.

However, the moment the snake man wizard drew his sword, it was stunned to find that the two prey on the other side had strange smiles on their faces.

"I've always wondered how His Majesty Kasa would allow you inhuman aliens to share the glory of the Tongtian Witch Tower, and you should have captured all your race gods and locked them in the witch net to make large transcendent batteries. While roaring angrily, Zhu Peng's muscles rose up and pressed down on the heavy sword in his hand.

Once the stabbing sword loses the room for flexibility and skill, it will fall into an absolute disadvantage in the face of the heavy sword in the hard knock, and seeing the little bit of the sword edge that pressed the sword in his hand against his neck, the snake man wizard's always cold and ruthless pupils finally revealed a look of fear.

"My hands are full of blood, I trample on my conscience, at least the clansmen behind me will benefit from my strength, what about you? Everyone is a dark wizard who has no child, you T mother and I pretend to be your mother!" With this low roar, while venting the negative emotions in his heart, the sword pressure in Zhu Peng's hands instantly soared, and he chopped off the head of the snake man wizard.

He opened his mouth at the unwilling skull and spat out a fiery fire bomb, which directly exploded and burned it. Zhu Peng had seen in relevant texts that the physiology of snake people was very different from that of humans, even if they only had a head, they could finish the last spell, or bite the enemy at the last moment, injecting deadly venom.

As soon as the snake man wizard died completely, Ma Yongzhen, who had already been cornered, suddenly found that the opponent in front of him had fallen by half.

The other followers also showed extremely panicked looks, and the old man who had been messing around in the wizarding world for a long time instantly reacted, and the few strong men who had fallen were all soul slaves of the snake man wizard.

As soon as the thought turned, Ma Yongzhen charged violently and shook the red tassel steel spear, instantly stabbing down and killing several followers who were about to escape, and when he turned around panting, he saw the purple-black light flame condensed in the ring on Zhu Peng's left hand, a scene inside a soul crystal.

"Good guy, Zhu Peng, you kid has been prepared...... However, these high-level wizards are inevitably too difficult, not to mention that they themselves are difficult, even if they are injured, they are followed by so many deadly followers......" When Ma Yongzhen was breaking his thoughts, Zhu Peng walked over and casually threw a snake staff belonging to the snake man wizard to the bald old man.

"The staff used by the third-order wizard, just this one vote is enough for Sister Qianrong to change a set of meditation methods that can be said. At this point, Zhu Peng glanced back at the bald old man.

"What, don't you want to do it? It's okay, I can find someone else to work with. ”

“............ Zhu Peng, let's two brothers, brother, can I watch you take such a big risk by yourself? This makes me go under the River Styx in the future, how can I see me Zhang Yuan and let go of Brother Zhang?"

Looking at Ma Yongzhen's righteous and strict/thick-skinned old face, Zhu Peng suddenly felt a burst of disgust.